A/N-Hey guys here I am with yet another new Punklee story! Enjoy!
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Her parents pulled the van into the driveway of their new home. They decided to leave their old town do to her...situation. Her old wasnt anything special to her anyway. But it still sucked that she had to move do to her health. The best surgeon that was recommended for them was here in Chicago. She lived in New Jersey which meant they had to move. She loved New Jersey. Granted she didnt have any friends there but she actually was ok with that. She just enjoyed life to the fullest. Even if sometimes it was by herself. She spent her free time playing her guitar and making videos of herself singing covers for various songs. Singing was one of her hobbies and she enjoyed it alot. She was in choir in school and she was also on the soccer team. She had to quit soccer though do to her illness. See AJ was recently told she had cancer. It was making her weaker so she wouldnt be able to play anymore. Infact she now had to be homeschooled. She wished she could go to school so she could at least get out of the house. But sometimes there were things you just couldnt do. She hopped out of the van and stretched. Being cramped in the back with a bunch of luggage and boxes definately was a good time.
"So we are living here now?" She said.
"You will get used to it and in no time you will feel like you have been here your whole life." Her mother said. "But in the meantime you can help your father and I unload some of these boxes."
She shrugged. "Alright." She moved to the back of the van where her dad was and started grabbing boxes.
"Honey if you want you can head inside instead. We can handle the job." Her father said seeing her struggle to lift the boxes. He glanced to his wife.
She knew why he said it. She had to admit she didnt have all the strength she used to have nowadays. It must be starting to show. "Um...yea sure I'll go look around..." She walked off towards the house.
"How long did the doctor say until the surgery was scheduled again dear?"
"Three months." He sighed. "He is a very busy man."
"Will she last that long?" Her face etched with worry.
He wrapped his arm around his wifes shoulders. "We can only pray dear."
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She opened the door to the house and stepped inside. It was a pretty nice house. Not gigantic or anything but it was a nice two story house. She stepped in further and looked around trying to get used to what she was seeing. This was the place she now was to call her home. But in the back of her mind her thoughts were saying that it was just her shelter until the cancer does its work. She tried to shake that thought out of her head though. She was always so positive about things. She never took life for granted and she just tried to be happy. Even if she was scared on the inside.
"So do you like the place?" Her mother asked while bringing in a box and setting it down.
"Its better then what I thought it was going to be." She admitted. "I could get used to it." Maybe.
Her mother smiled. "Thats what I like to hear. Why dont you go check out your room while your father and I unload the car?"
"Good idea." She walked up the stairs. Her legs were tired from the climb but that wasnt surprising anymore. She walked into the room and looked around. It was decent sized and had everything she need. Bed, closet, dresser, and everything else she would need. Her walls were purple. 'Good color choice.' She thought to herself. She walked back down the stairs which wasnt as hard as going up and saw a few more boxes on the floor along with her guitar which was packed in its travel case. It practically called out her name.
She walked towards it and grabbed it heading towards the door.
"Where are you going?" Her father said walking in with yet another box.
"Im going to go walk around for a bit to get to know the neighborhood a bit."
"Dinner should be ready in about an hour so dont be long oh and dont get lost." He teased.
She rolled her eyes at him. "I wont." She walked out the door.
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Punk was jogging around the neighborhood. This was normal for him since he felt he could jog for miles at a time so he did it everyday. He had to meet up with his friends in a bit to head over to a party they got invited to. He figured he might as well go for a run first. Not like he had anything better to do.
He ran towards the park. It looked like your average everyday park. Kids playing on the playground, elderly people throwing birdseed on the ground for birds to eat, Parents watching there children from afar. But there was one person who caught his eye.
She was sitting under a tree not really focused on anything. She was wearing a blue sundress with white flats. She had brunette hair and she was short in height. She was playing a guitar and her mouth was moving. As he got closer he could hear her singing. He slowed down as he got closer. She sounded good. Really good. Granted it wasnt usually his type of music he couldnt deny she had talent.
Once she finished her song he decided to make his precense known. "You sound really good you know."
She looked up at him and smiled. "Thanks, Thats really nice to hear." She said genuinely.
"So are you in a band or something?" He asked.
She shook her head. "No its just a hobbie really. I really enjoy it."
He nodded. "I dont have any hobbies."
She looked shocked at that. "You have to have something you like to do. Are you artistic?"
"Im not going to say im bad or anything but I could be better and after a bit I get bored." He shrugged.
She tried to think. "Well what are some things you do in your spare time?"
"Well I read comic books, and play video games alot. Oh and I jog daily because I want to not because I need the exercise." He said.
She smiled. "There ya go! Now you have hobbies. I dont really jog much but I have a good sized collection of comic books myself. Plus I am like the queen of video games."
"Nobody is better then me at video games hun trust me." He had a smug look on his face.
She laughed. "I wouldnt say things that arent true. Could get you into trouble."
"I only state facts." He said.
"Just to let you know you should probably stop using Wikiepedia then because it isnt always accurate." She smirked.
He scoffed. "Im better then any website."
"Nice to know your confident about that." She said.
"I have a reputation for it." He said.
"Oh so your one of those types of guys huh?"
"What type of guy?" He asked.
"The jock type. Guys who are always worried about being cool and hanging with the popular kids and whatnot." She said.
"I dont really refer to myself as a 'type' I am me." He said.
She nodded. "Good to know."
"So I havent seen you around before are you new here?" He asked.
"I just moved here today." She smiled.
"Well im Punk."
"Punk?" She asked giving him an odd look.
"Its what everybody calls me. My real name is Phil."
"Gotcha. Im April but everybody calls me AJ." She said.
"So are you starting to school tomorrow?" He asked.
"No Im actually being homeschooled." She said.
"Your homeschool? Your lucky I just want to flip off the teachers and go home."
She giggled. "Rebellious much."
"Can be at times." He said.
She looked at her watch. "I have to go my parents want me home for dinner." She stood up and put her guitar back in its case.
"Oh ok. Will I see you around?" He asked.
"You probably will if you live in this neighborhood. I like to be outside alot." She smiled. "Nice meeting you Punk." She started to walk away when he called her name.
"AJ wait." He called out.
She turned around. "Yea?"
"Since your new here if your interested there is a party tonight at my friends house if you want to go and meet some people." He said.
"It depends what my parents say." She said.
"Alright well do you want my number? You can text me if you can come and I can give you the details." He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly.
She lightly blushed. "Sure." She handed him her phone so he could put his number in her contacts. He handed it back to her and she put it in her pocket.
"Text me later." He said.
"Ok." She said with a smile turning around and walking down the street.
He knew she wasnt just a normal ordinary girl. She was different. He definately wanted to see her again which is why he invited her to the party tonight. He hoped she could make it.
He jogged off again feeling better then he was at first.
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A/N-So what do you guys think so far? Good? Bad? Leave a review and let me know :)